In Lettow hadde he reysed and in Ruce, No cristen man so ofte of his degree. And though that he were worthy, he was wys, And of his port as meek as is a mayde. In words and deeds, he gives his flock a noble example. Ful fetis was hir cloke, as I was war. And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste, So hadde I spoken with hem everichon, That I was of hir felawshipe anon, And made forward erly for to ryse, To take our wey, ther as I yow devyse. Well could be sit on horse, and fairly ride.
The implication is that they're henpecked too 374ff. At Alexandria, he, when it was won; Full oft the table's roster he'd begun Above all nations' knights in Prussia. Of fustian he wered a gipoun Al bismotered with his habergeoun. The landscape in this passage also clearly situates the text in England. After this portrait comes a steady degeneration of scummy pilgrims. The Franklin: The Franklin is simply a landowner, in company with the sergeant. A knight there was, and he a worthy man, Who, from the moment that he first began To ride about the world, loved chivalry, Truth, honour, freedom and all courtesy.
This is the Knight's son, who is a knight-in-training. Records of guilds in Aldersgate in London near St. The Parson: The Parson is given an unequivocally ideal portrait. Ful semely hir wimpel pinched was; Hir nose tretys; hir eyen greye as glas; Hir mouth ful smal, and ther-to softe and reed; But sikerly she hadde a fair forheed. His portrait is the same length as hers.
Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre, And thereto hadde he riden no man ferre As wel in cristendom as hethenesse, And evere honoured for his worthinesse. Delighted, the Host explains the game: Each pilgrim will tell two tales on the way to Canterbury and two more on the way home. Later, when I took a Chaucer class in graduate school, we were required to read aloud in Middle English again, and this time I cozied up to a number of internet resources to hone my pronunciation. Who do you think is spinning in his grave more…Chaucer or Tupac? On her way to Sunday mass, she wraps her head in scarves that the narrator says must weigh ten pounds. The food changes with the seasons, but it is always abundant. The Host proposes that instead of riding dumb as a stone to Canterbury, the pilgrims should tell each other tales along the way to keep each other amused. The bottom line is a deflation: we don't know this guy's name.
The detail of his lisp turns him into an even more ridiculous figure. The earlier editions, beginning with that of Caxton ca 1478 , are conveniently described by Hammond 120, pp 114—49 and 202—19. First 18 lines of the General Prologue Original in : into into Modern English with a new rhyme scheme by Nevill Coghill Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote When April with its showers sweet When in April the sweet showers fall The droghte of March hath perced to the roote The drought of March has pierced to the root And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all And bathed every veyne in swich licour, And bathed every vein in such liquor, The veins are bathed in liquor of such power Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Of whose virtue engendered is the flower; As brings about the engendering of the flower, Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth When too with his sweet breath When also Zephyrus with his sweet breath Inspired hath in every holt and heeth Has in every grove and heath, Exhales an air in every grove and heath The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne The tender crops; and the young sun Upon the tender shoots, and the young sun Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne, Has in his half-course run, His half course in the sign of the Ram has run And smale foweles maken melodye, And small fowls make melody, And the small fowl are making melody That slepen al the nyght with open eye That sleep all the night with open eye That sleep away the night with open eye, So priketh hem Nature in hir corages ; So Nature pricks them in their hearts ; So nature pricks them and their heart engages Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages Then folks long to go on pilgrimages Then folk long to go on pilgrimages, And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes And to seek strange shores And palmers long to seek the stranger strands To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes; To far-off , known in sundry lands; Of far off saints, hallowed in sundry lands, And specially from every shires ende And, especially, from every shire's end And specially from every shires' end Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende, Of England, to Canterbury they wend, Of England, down to Canterbury they wend The hooly blisful martir for to seke To seek the , The holy blissful martyr, quick That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seeke. But, for to tellen yow of his array, His hors were goode, but he was nat gay. Of double worsted was his semi-cope, That rounded as a belle out of the presse.
This hypocritical Friar abuses his office to make money instead of concentrating his efforts on helping those who need aid. Wel koude he sitte on hors and faire ryde. Wel coude he knowe a draughte of London ale. The Host: Chaucer requests absolution from blame 725ff , and then gives us a portrait of the Host in action. See the Index for further references. He coude songes make and wel endyte, Iuste and eek daunce, and wel purtreye and wryte.
Full worthy was he in his liege-lord's war, And therein had he ridden none more far As well in Christendom as heathenesse, And honoured everywhere for worthiness. Their composite portrait was perhaps added after 1391, when the controversy between the victualling and the non-victualling guilds had. Leonard's, but the identification is weak. He has closely cropped hair and tanned skin. The knight has travelled through Christian and heathen territories——Alexandria, Prussia, Russia, Lithuania, Granada, Morocco, Turkey——and has been victorious everywhere and universally praised for his valor. At mortal batailles hadde he been fiftene, And foughten for oure feith at Tramyssene In lystes thries, and ay slayn his foo.
Translated by Vincent Foster Hopper revised ed. He gives such elaborate meals that it seems to snow meat and drink in his house. So the often ironic poet is using a narrator, a persona, through which to speak -- a pretty stupid faux-Chaucer. Â Kerri Miller I taught high school English for ten years and had a lot of fun with my students, but I'm excited about the next phase. She wipes her lips so clean that not a speck of grease remains after a meal. Upon his arm he bore a bracer gay, And at one side a sword and buckler, yea, And at the other side a dagger bright, Well sheathed and sharp as spear point in the light; On breast a Christopher of silver sheen.
Monks and nuns were cloistered orders supposed to be dedicated to the contemplative life. Breaking Flax For Linen, Dutuit, French, 16th c. For he was late y-come from his viage, And wente for to doon his pilgrimage. So greet a purchasour was nowher noon. This is not a trade guild, like food services, but a social guild.